I am totally, completely and in all ways exhausted.  But it’s a good exhausted that comes from a full day of doing stuff, which means that I am almost, entirely back to normal (except for the occasional hacking cough).

Yesterday afternoon I found myself stuck in some minor traffic, trying to get across town to see some friends at a happy hour before I had to leave for a search committee dinner.  I could have felt frustrated at the backup, but I couldn’t help but instead feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude and joy.  Gratitude that I was up and moving and joy at the fact that I was alive, it was 6:15 pm and the sun was still out.  I was so filled with a sense of well-being that I dug into my bag for my cellphone to call my mom.

When you feel that good, it’s important to share.